Cheng Sinuo stared at her carefully, and his expression became complicated again. For some reason, it was very strange to listen to Ding Jiaqi's question at this moment.

But she seemed to really want to know.

"Give him aside."

"..." Ding's mother laughed, "Go, don't forget what you promised me. Maybe this time I'll be in a relative position. You have to believe that fate depends on yourself rather than sitting--"

Yin Luo pushed her away, and Ding Jiaqi staggered two steps.

"Ding Jiaqi, after this incident, you know that we are not from the same world at all." 13acv.

He will never show up, she may still give up, and she can still let go. After all, she is a unfaithful man who abandoned herself, so there is no need to

The next day, the alarm clock rang, she pressed it, brushed her teeth and washed her face, as if everything was as usual.

Xia Zixiu hung up the phone.

She glanced at him, "What a joke! Eat the porridge quickly, don't you hear your own stomach rumbling?"

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Ding's mother walked out with a brown-red lv leather bag.

"You forgot what you told me before leaving?" Ding's mother looked at her and asked.

"You said that after you come back, you will listen to my peace--"

After Ding Jiaqi finished speaking, she realized what she said, and she suddenly felt guilty, "Mom, I don't mean that..."

Ding Jiaqi felt more and more that he wasn't joking, and couldn't help but become serious, "I never thought we were from the same world, but what does it matter?"

"I didn't even dislike you, you dislike me!"

She frowned, put down the porridge, held his face, lowered her head and pressed her face against his face, "Do you have a fever?"

"Dad, that woman... so fierce!" Xia Luo said, waving the fork with one hand and tearing the bread with the other.

Ding Jiaqi walked back to the bedroom and fell on the bed. At this moment, she used one word to describe it most appropriately - physical and mental exhaustion.

"You can also dislike me, that's just right."

"I didn't know my mind at that time, but now I know what stupid things I did."

"...It's just right? Are you living a very comfortable life? Want to find some excitement?"

"Yes, this kind of thing will happen a lot in the future, and I may be killed by you."

“…”

"When will mommy come back?"

"No! You don't want a husband! Your dad wants a successor! How can you do without a successor in such a large enterprise in Ding?"

"..." Ding Jiaqi closed her eyes, "I'm empty."

Ding Jiaqi smiled and shook her head, "It's just a novel. When I go back today, I'm going to finish reading that novel."

"Why am I here?" Ding's mother snorted coldly, "Have you had fun these two days?"

"Slow down the road." Ding Jiaqi was not worried about the night road at all, and it must have been sent by the butler.

"Ding Jiaqi, let's break up." That day, he was lying on the hospital bed. She walked in with the kitchen of the hospital, picked up a spoon and scooped half a spoon, then blew the cooler and handed it to his lips.

Cheng Sinuo nodded and helped her up.

As soon as he closed his eyes, there were Yin Luo's figures.

"Thank you very much today." Ding Jiaqi said seriously, "Let's go, send the Buddha to the West, and then take me home, Mr. Cheng?"

Ding Jiaqi wrapped her arms around her chest, "Xia Zixiu, I'll give you a chance to tell me in detail about Yin Luo's affairs in detail, and in full."

"Mom, I'm quick-talking... I really don't mean that..." Ding Jiaqi sat next to her sad mother and held her arm, "I'm too tired today. Let me rest for the night first. Tomorrow, let's make good arrangements tomorrow, okay?"

"I think you are not clear now! A scumbag, think about what you said today! You will know what you did today tomorrow!" Ding Jiaqi couldn't stay any longer. Yin Luo was a patient, and she couldn't have the same knowledge as him. She was afraid that if she continued to talk, she would talk to him...

It really slips faster than a rabbit.

Ding Jiaqi walked to Ding's mother and sat down, feeling a little overwhelmed.

"You are not suitable for me, you will put me in the most dangerous situation." Yin Luo's sentence was true, but he heard Ding Jiaqi want to beat him.

"nice."

When Xia Zixiu came to Porter Restaurant, Ding Jiaqi was already sitting in a corner.

Yin Luo looked at her straight. At that time, his eyes were already blurred, "Let's split, let me live a little easier."

"Auntie..." Xia Luo thought, then pouted her tender and red mouth, bent her eyebrows and eyes, and said, "Auntie Jiaqi is so fierce... Isn't that mother too, so fierce?"

"No, I can walk by myself." Ding Jiaqi took a step forward, she straightened her back and walked out of the hospital step by step.

"Mr. Sinuo." Ding Jiaqi raised her beautiful eyebrows. I thought it was a little bit different.

His cold and hard face slightly turned to her, opening his mouth, but instead of swallowing porridge, he said this.

Xia Zixiu chuckled, "It's not that woman, that's your mother's good friend, you have to call Aunt Jiaqi."

"Mom, then you should blame yourself for giving birth to a daughter and not a son!"

"..." She was puzzled. What was this? She was confused.

After sending Ding Jiaqi home, Cheng Sinuo was immersed in Ding Jiaqi's question, and was actually confused about whether this was really the plot of the novel. He didn't understand where her sad emotions came from.

"Is there anything wrong?"

"I'm not kidding." His eyes were serious, and there was no joking at all. That's right, how could he make any jokes.

Ding Jiaqi stroked her forehead, put her short hair behind her ears, leaned on the sofa, and looked like she was ready to listen to her long-term discussions.

"Then you'll be free this Saturday."

Give up him? This is so relaxed.

"I had already told you that I would go on a trip with my colleagues, but you would still make arrangements for it. What can I do?"

"You are amazing now..."

"A very important thing is related to Yin Luo." Ding Jiaqi's eyes were very serious.

Ding Jiaqi, who was bored in the quilt, thought so much that she fell asleep.

"Mom?" Ding Jiaqi walked into the house and saw her mother sitting upright on the sofa, with her face straight and silent, "Why are you here?"

"I call you Jiaqi, you call me Mr. Cheng...ah..." Cheng Sinuo sighed, and the meaning of her words was that she was seeing each other.

Taking a deep breath, she picked up her cell phone and called Xia Zixiu.

Xia Zixiu stroked Xia Luo's hair and kissed her forehead lightly, "Your mommy is the gentlest woman in the world."

Xia Zixiu, who was still feeding Xia Luo for breakfast in the villa, frowned and said, "It's half past ten, at Porter's Restaurant across from the Red Ridge Building."

"You nodded! Are you trying to piss me to death?" Ding's mother turned her body and looked at her hatefully, "I have worked so hard to arrange a blind date for you, so why are you just letting my pigeon go like this?"

"Stop! Mom, I remember I mean you can't bother me after you come back. After the New Year, it doesn't matter how you arrange it."

"Break up, I don't like you that much."

"Mom, are you here today or are you here for this?"

"Gorgeously dressed."

"You'd better give me a quicker." Ding Jiaqi closed her eyes.

"Do you know who the other party is? How difficult is it to take time?" Ding's mother said bitterly.

Ding Jiaqi reached out to signal her to stop, and if she continued, she might not be able to rest again.

"Yin Luo, why are you nervous?" Ding Jiaqi sat back on the chair and picked up the porridge.

"Okay? You are unfilial daughter, what kind of person do you don't know about your second uncle?"

"Hehehe..." Xia Luo was so happy that he heard this.

Besides, at that time she had made up her mind to be with him...

"dress up."

"After the New Year, how old are you? It's twenty-eight! It's twenty-eight! Can you still get married?"

"Come out for me, I want to see you."

It’s easy to break up, but it’s not that easy to be together again.

"Yin Luo! Say it again!"

Ding Jiaqi nodded, "It's okay."

Ding's mother shrugged, "Then am I going back?"

He has always been taciturn, but this time he said a long sentence.

"Isn't my second uncle's son pretty good?"

"Okay, you have grown up, you have your own opinions and your ideals. I am a stumbling block on your life path, and you have been blocking you, okay!"
To be continued...